"I think it's fun! I mean, you're asuperbig guy, you can easily pass for my dad. Though, maybe I'll get down when mom gets home."
"Yeah... probably best I leave your room too... old man's probably gonna want to give me some more shit..."
"Aww, I hope he doesn't... hee, funny, hiding things from mom. Almost sounds like you're married to her instead of Rick."
"Ohh, so nowI'myour step-dad, am I?"
"Well... if we're going to play make-believe like this... I prefer to think you're my real dad..." Her tone lowered towards the end, and her face fell.
He could hear it in her voice, and saw it in the droop of her head.
"You poor thing..." As much as he felt he ought not gettoophysical with Julie, seeing the lovely yellow flower before him lilt like that... he brought his arms around her midsection, pulling her back towards him, to his broad chest and firm stomach.
"Mmh." Her hands went to one of his big forearms. She rest back against him, leaning as she was hugged from behind. "Thanks... that's nice..."
"Hahhh... damn... m-maybe you should get down soon, heh."
"Mmh? Why...? I like this..."
"Eh, well, y'know... I've been in lockup for a long damn time... only around dudes. You know... as in... nowomen," he stated, making it quite clear and blatant.
"O-oh... but, I mean, I... wouldn't have any sort of affect like that... on you. Right? I mean, I'm your step-sister. Hee, and now your daughter." She bounced on his knee. "O-ohh! Nnh..." She landed a bit unsteadily, her drink splashing inside the glass in her hand, and leaned forth to grip his knee with her free hand as she felt sensations come to her between her thighs.
"Woah, you alright?" He'd only just brought his arms from their hug when she bounced, and quickly grabbed her hips to try and keep her steady.
"Y-yeah... guess I'm... not used to actually sitting on someone's lap, heh..."
"And I'm not used to having someoneonmy lap. It's awful cute though..." He let his thumbs rub her sides, and felt his cock twitch some more. Not good... keep it together, Chris. She's your step-sis and pretending to be your daughter. Wouldn't exactly be the most appropriate of erections... needed to get his mind off of it.
"Some kids like to bounce on their daddy's knee. Like this." He pushed his toes down, raising his knee up, and let his heel come down again. Up and down she went, his hands still on her hips.
"O-oh! Heh-heh," It felt a bit unsteady, but his support on her hips helped, and she rather liked the feeling of daddy's big hands on her sides. It made her feel even smaller than she was because he'ssobig!
"Ya like that?" he asked, bouncing her a few more times on his knee.
"Y-yeah! It's f-fun! Hee-hee!" She giggled some more, felt like she was laughing like she hadn't in years. Did all lucky girls with good fathers get to do this? She could only imagine how much fun she'd have had with it if she were younger instead of already out of school.
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"It's so nice that they're getting along..." Nancy gave with a smile, one hand on her umpteenth glass of wine, and the other reaching across the table to her husband's hand.
"Yeah... well... he's no-good." He shook his head, taking another swig of beer. He was getting rather tipsy in his seat.
"Well Julie's taking to him. Says that he makes her smile."
"Bah... it'll be good once he's gone." Rick threw a dismissive hand towards her, swiping away any benefit there might be in her good girl mingling with his good for nothing son.
"I think you should give him a chance. Maybe he's changed in the time he spent in there..."
"Did you see the tattoos?"
"He didn't have those before?"
"Well... regardless. He's useless. A punk. Acriminal!" His fist banged on the table of the fancy restaurant, some other guests glancing over to him, the ornery, grey-haired, red-faced drunken man.
"WellI'mgoing to be open-minded about him. He might not be all that bad." She spared him the detail that he'd been to a liquor store earlier, on his first day out... with Julie no less. Rick was such an angry man when it came to his son... but on the other hand he and her little girl were getting along. She didn't want to have that ruined. "Want another drink? Maybe one last one before we head home, hmm?" He didn't have much steam left in him. She'd seen it before. Straight off to bed, out like a light. Nice and peaceful...
"M'ehhh... I s'pose... one more'll do the trick. Tell that... lazy lay about to get those resumes out."